Aww!

This are pics. of when I was around four, and my brother six. Weren't we cute? My brother, Josiah, got along so well back then. Ah, the glory days!
The top photo (the one of me and Josiah) was Christmas time. The bottom pic. is of me in the garden when we lived on Stanley street and the middle one is me at Easter.
Yours forever,
The Pony Dreamer!
P.S. I am almost 12 at the moment, not 4, and my brother is 14 in February!

Must be getting old........

.......I'm getting reading glasses!
Thursday I went to the eye doctor for the first time. They wanted to see me again today, so I went and got eye drops. They were not that bad, they just really, really, really, really,really, really, really, really, really hurts. The first time we thought I needed glasses for seeing far away, but they were not sure so they gave me eye drops today. It turns out that I need glasses for seeing things close up. It's really complicated! I'll explain later! Well have a good night, and look after all animals,
The Pony Dreamer!

School Again.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!! YIPPEE!!!
Happy first day of school. Yahoo.
I'm not so pleased to go to school, but I went. I got one of my English projects back. Have any of you read Hatchet? Well we had to read it for school and we had to write and "I Am" poem about what Brian (main character) was like at the end of the book.
I have typed it out for all to see. Here it is,

I am Brian
I am a dreamer and brave.
I wonder how I will survive the winter.
I hear the wind whispering her soft song.
I see the water dancing in the faint wind.
I wand to forget the horrifying secret.
I am a dreamer and brave.

I pretend that I will one day be rescued,
I fell the scorching flame of my fire, my friend.
I touch the spirit of the of the wilderness.
I worry, what if I never see my sweet home again.
I cry when I realize that I will not be rescued, not now, not ever.
I am a dreamer and brave

I understand I am alone, no one but me and the wild.
I say death will not come today, or any time soon.
I dream of seeing my friends and family that mean so much to me.
I try to survive an almost impossible dream.
I hope to never lose my hatchet, my life and hope.
I am a dreamer and brave.

By The Pony Dreamer.

The Pony Dreamer